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pire against his life. You impudently try every trick you can To alienate me from this holy man, But the harder you try to drive him away, The harder I'll try to get him to stay. And I'll hasten his marriage to Mariane To demolish the pride of this whole clan. Damis. So you will force her to marry this fellow? Orgon. Yes, this very night, to see you bellow. I defy you all, and stand here to say I am the master and you must obey. Come now. Retract your words, oh foul pollution! Throw yourself down and demand absolution. Damis. Who, me? Of that villain, by whose pretense . . . Orgon. So you refuse, you scum, and your impertinence Persists? [To Tartuffe] A stick! A staff! Don't hold me back. [To his son] Get out of my house and don't even pack, And never again let me see your face. Damis. Yes, I will go, but . . . Orgon. Quickly! Leave this place. I am cutting you off and what is worse I am leaving you with my heart-felt curse. SCENE VII Orgon, Tartuffe Orgon. To offend in that way a saintly man! Tartuffe. Heavenly Lord pardon him if you can. [To Orgon.] If you only knew with what pain I see them trying to blacken my name. . . . Orgon. Alas! Tartuffe. The mere thought of this ingratitude Makes me suffer from a torture so crude . . . The horror I feel . . . My soul longs to cry . . . I can't even speak, and I'm sure I will die. Orgon [He runs weeping to the door through which he had chased his son.] Villain! How I regret that I held my hand And that I did not crush you where you stand. [To Tartuffe.] Calm yourself, brother and try not to fret. Tartuffe. Let's stop these squabbles that end in regret. The great friction I have caused makes me grieve, And I believe, brother, that I should leave. Orgon. What? Surely you jest? Tartuffe. They hate me and I see That they want you to doubt my integrity. Orgon. Who cares! Do you think I'll listen to them? Tartuffe. No doubt they'll continue their stratagem; And the same tales that you reject today You may find credible some other day. Orgon. No, brother, never. Tartuffe. Ah, brother, a man's mate Can easily make her spouse speculate. Orgon
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